One hundred and thirty-three, to educate bad children is to use tortoiseshell binding!

For a new shijie that is completely different from her hometown, Yukihime Dailan fully shows her curiosity.

In her eyes, Wang Qiu's family's small farmhouse with a single courtyard in an urban village is a small but unusually gorgeous and comfortable place. Everywhere there are quirky utensils and decorations, but surprisingly neat and clean - the floors are covered with beautifully patterned smooth slate (marble tiles and tiles), the walls are covered with elaborate wallpaper and colorful drawings (landscape calendars and movie posters), and the pots and pans in the kitchen are either delicately patterned (porcelain) or shiny as mirrors (stainless steel kitchenware). And the toilet with its beautiful fake flowers in a glass cover and a faint fragrance (hygienic fragrance) made her think of the filthy use of this place.

In the kitchen, she saw a magical white box that emitted cold air, filled with all kinds of fresh food. There is also a strange stove that can make a flame without firewood. The other rectangular black chest was even more magical, as if you put the food in it and flip a small mechanism, the food would be steaming hot after a while, even though no flames could be seen coming out.

Her first meal after arriving here was made by Wang Qiu in this magical black box (microwave food).

In one of the most spacious rooms, she saw another, even more magical black flat box (television), in which all kinds of little people were locked up, who could not only move, but also make sounds, and perform all kinds of programs, introducing many interesting things that happened to this shijie.

In every room of the house, there were no torches or candles in the Snow Princess, but there were many strange buttons on the walls, and when pressed on them, the glass pendant above her head would automatically glow...... It's amazing!

Next, she found the lamp on the table, and then looked all the way to the black line on the lampholder, thinking that she had finally discovered the secret of the glow of the glass ballsβ€”the magic that seemed to come from the mysterious hole embedded in the wall...... The same goes for the black flat box where the villain is kept, and the white box where the food is kept, all of which have such threads that connect them to the wall.

So, Xue Ji Dailan plans to put her finger into the mysterious hole to find out what this unknown mysterious Liliang is...... Then Wang Qiu, who was scared half to death, picked it up, and talked bitterly about his life.

The only thing that made Yukime Dailan feel very strange was that in this luxurious-looking and beautiful house, although she saw many beautiful handicrafts made of ceramics and glass, many toy puppets (Wang Qiu's sister's collection who is currently working in Japan) that were so cute that she couldn't help but bury her head in them, and metal utensils everywhere, she couldn't find any gold or silver...... Where did they put all the gold and silver they had collected from all of Mexico? (I have long been sold for money)

At the same time, Wang Qiu, who finally recovered from the electric shock, watched Xue Ji Dailan look around at home with his eyebrows jumping, and was almost electrocuted for a while, and was sprayed by the tap water in the bathroom for a while, and then overturned the pots and pans full of cabinets to the ground, making a clanging noise...... Wang Qiu, who was so bad that he followed behind, almost became a firefighting team, and he couldn't control that side if he controlled this side.

To be honest, although Xue Ji Dailan is a rather curious murderous ghost girl, after all, she is only fourteen years old this year, which is the most curious age. It's normal to behave recklessly in a new and unfamiliar environment...... Wang Qiu asked himself, if he had been taken on an alien spaceship at the age of fourteen and had not been put in a cage, he would have behaved even more aggressively than Xue Ji Dailan. …,

But the problem is that he still has a lot of work to do, and he can't continue to accompany Yukie Dailan on his home "adventure".

Therefore, Wang Qiu could only hand over the responsibility of taking care of Xue Ji Dailan and educating her on the safety of modern life to Senior Sister Ma Tong, who had nothing to do for the time being, and he returned to the dock warehouse in a hurry, sighing and continuing to work.

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Alas, there is really no way to say it, temporary workers are already very unhumane, and interns who are worse than temporary workers are called like animals, even if they are electrocuted, there is no work-related injury leave!

Director Ma, as the top leader of the department, although he was noncommittal about Wang Qiu's practice of returning to the modern era with his sister without authorization, seemed to express a default attitude, but the ensuing, time-critical, and huge amount of interdimensional teleportation work almost made Wang Qiu tired to death.

-- With the combined use of war, plague, medicine, and food, the entire valley of Mexico has been largely reduced to the realm of the traversers. The next step of construction and development is naturally put on the agenda.

After consulting various materials and fully examining the population and resource conditions of various parts of Central America in the 16th century, Director Ma believed that Port Hope was located on the remote Pacific coast, surrounded by sparse population, lacking minerals worth exploiting, and the transportation with the rest of Mexico's prosperous areas was not very convenient, so it was really not suitable for use as a main base for traversers.

The originally well-developed Valley of Mexico, that is, the hinterland of the Aztec Empire, is located in the center of the entire Central America and the transportation hub, which is the most convenient for the exchange of people and materials from all over the country, and the land is also the most fertile, but after the plague lost more than half of the population, there is a lot of vacant land. What's more, the tribes and tribes in the valley, including the Aztecs, have all been subjugated, which is just right for the traversers to take for themselves.

Therefore, according to his plan, the young and middle-aged labor force of the entire valley of Mexico was to be mobilized to establish a new city on the shores of Lake Texcoco, which would serve as a future resource gathering center and the future capital of the kingdom of Hun Hutizgan, and the name would be Mexico City.

At the same time, he also organized many prospecting and mining teams to search for veins of gold, silver, and other precious metals throughout the Mexican Plateau according to the mineral distribution map on the public information of later generations, and mine them before the time gate is closed, and teleport them back to modern Shijie to make huge profits.

As for the tens of thousands of loggers responsible for cutting rare timber, they have already started work vigorously.

In order to realize this series of large-scale construction, it is necessary to prepare an astronomical amount of shovels, shovels, hoes, tin buckets, trolleys, smelting equipment, as well as medicines, shochu, linoleum, labor protection clothing, as well as fertilizers, seeds, and water pumps...... And all the modern social industrial products that Wang Qiu can imagine and can't imagine, and their volume is enough to fill an ocean-going freighter - and this must be teleported to Yishijie by Wang Qiu's ability!

Therefore, he is really busy and busy these days, and he is so busy that he is about to die of overwork.

Fortunately, Director Ma's subordinates have taken over the task of procurement and transportation, and Senior Sister Ma Tong, who was originally in charge of finance, is idle for the time being, and can come to Wang Qiu's house as a nanny. Otherwise, Wang Qiu had to seriously start thinking about whether to tie Xue Ji Dailan with a rope and lock her in the basement to play "forbidden room cultivation", so as not to let her continue to toss around in the house - breaking something is secondary, if you accidentally get electrocuted or cause a fire, or even sneak out of the door and be hit by a truck, then Wang Qiu will want to cry without tears. …,

In short, Wang Qiu was busy in the port warehouse for two days and two nights, and only then did he barely finish delivering a container. By the time he took Director Ma's car home, his eyes were already as black as a panda, and he was floating when he walked.

However, when Wang Qiu staggered open the door and walked into the living room, he saw a scene that made his thinking short-circuit:

Under the bright light, Yukihime Dailan had a gag ball in her mouth, was tied up by a red rope, and used tortoiseshell binding very viciously, and then was thrown on a couch like a baby worm, unable to move. Underneath her legs, there seemed to be a suspicious water stain...... As soon as she saw Wang Qiu coming in, Xue Ji Dailan immediately tried to ask him for help with her big teary eyes.

And Senior Sister Ma Tong was holding an electric mosquito swatter in her hand, and collapsed on another single sofa with a tired face, as if she was closing her eyes to recuperate.

He rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't hallucinating. Then he was stunned for half a minute, and then he roared in shock and anger:

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Senior Sister Ma Tong, what are you doing here?! ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Belch? Do? Hearing Wang Qiu's roar, Senior Sister Ma Tong lay on the sofa and opened her eyes, turned her head to look at Wang Qiu, who had just entered the door, and then replied calmly, "...... Of course, I'm helping you educate bad boys who don't behave! Alas, it's a hard job......"

But Wang Qiu couldn't be as calm as Ma Tong, "...... Educate? To educate her on the common sense of modern society, is it necessary to tie a tortoiseshell? ”

And Senior Sister Ma Tong also looked helpless, "...... There is no way, if you want to make this disobedient naughty little girl obedient, tortoiseshell binding is a necessary control measure. She lazily picked up the electric mosquito swatter in her hand again, "...... I also used this as a punishment item......"

So, Wang Qiu finally understood how the puddle of water stains under Xue Ji Dailan's crotch came from.